E. Lindø Westergaard
E. is 16 years old.
He is the Lead Singer of Deatharmonic.
E. is also known as "Úlfhéðinn".
E. is located in Berlin at Shroomy Sun.
E. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to talk to media in order to get ahead professionally.
Crosswinds
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Dominant Instruments
Lead Vocals
Bass Guitar
Drums
Synthesizer Keyboard
Cello
Special Lyrics
The battle won, our blades are stained,
We sail back home through winds unchained.
Our ships ride swift on waves so high,
Yet fate still waits beneath the sky.
Through crimson shores, we’ve carved our names,
In blood and steel, in war and flames.
Our shields held strong, our foes lay slain,
Now homeward bound through wind and rain.
The mead halls call, the feast awaits,
Yet gods may twist what men call fate.
For as we sail on seas so wide,
Dark clouds arise, the tides collide!
Crosswinds rage! The seas now roar!
No guiding stars, no sight of shore!
The storm it howls, the waves strike fast,
Some will not return at last!
The mast it cracks, the hull is torn,
The gods now test the battle-worn.
Brothers scream, the sea takes hold,
Their cries are lost in waters cold.
One by one, the ships go down,
Dragged beneath, where none are found.
I see their hands reach through the waves,
But I can’t save them from their graves!
Crosswinds rage! The seas now roar!
No guiding stars, no sight of shore!
The storm it howls, the waves strike fast,
Some will not return at last!
The ocean’s depths now hold their names,
Brave warriors lost to gods untamed.
No grave to mark where they now lie,
Only the storm that heard their cry.
But if I live to see the land,
I’ll raise a horn with trembling hand.
Their tales will live, their names be sung,
For warriors die, yet die unsung.
Crosswinds rage! The seas still roar!
Yet some remain to reach the shore!
We drink to those the storm has claimed,
Their glory shall not fade in shame!
The winds have calmed, the sea is still,
The gods have had their final will.
For those who fell in waters wide,
We drink to them with warrior’s pride!
Record Releases
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